I am so happy! I love the house we have moved into. We all have room to move around without being on top of each other.
I am so overwhelmed (at times) and that makes me a bit obsessive and cranky. Moving is so much more than the moving day. Moving is so much more than unpacking boxes. Now, maybe if you move to a new house or apartment in your same town it is relatively simple. But moving to three different towns in three years gets a bit tiresome.
Once the furniture is in place and there are pictures on the wall (very important to me because I'm a nester) then you move on to the next phase. The next phase consist of restocking the fridge and pantry, getting enough t.p. in the house for the whole family, and remembering where you put everything so at any given time when your asked where something is you will have the correct answer. Phase three is all about the details. Every home has things that are peculiar and unique that it needs. Some homes need creative storage places, some homes need special window coverings and this home needs creative and special ways to hang decor, as to not ruin the freshly painted paneling. And with the details comes many trips to the hardware store and Target.
After you have created a place to do all your home stuff you must venture out and learn a whole new city. How to get around and find the basics is essential. You must find what part of town has all the cute shops and restaurants, what part of town do I avoid after dark and how do I get to these places or stear clear of these places; these are all part of moving.
Moving to a new city encompasses finding a new doctor for the kids, new eye doctor for me (because I need a new contact prescription), where is the walk in medical clinic (the one here is very hard to find), finding a new drug store, finding a doctor for me because it is that lovely time of the year for that dreaded physical. Oh, and not to mention, you have to find someone to cut your hair, and all the ladies reading this know that you don't want to make any mistakes in this department! Questions like this arise: where is the post office? where should we go to church this Sunday and what type of church are we looking to be a part of? where is the library? Do I have to bring proof of residence to get a library card? And since I have already had major car problems here....what tow truck company do I call? and where is a mechanic that I can trust? All of these things that I have acquired over many many years living in one place now need to be establish within weeks!
Then I must move on to getting caught up on all the bills, changing my address with all the bills, finding where my bank is, changing the address there and getting new checks, remembering what my address is! At least my phone number is the same!
This move has had it own unique challenge. Instead of enrolling the boys into school and doing all of these things when they are gone for the day, I have started homeschooling all three of them. Devin and I have been working together since his last school year. Jake came home for school last November and I was still working on figuring out how to teach two. Then after the move Drew is starting home school. It has been a bumpy start. The boys, on the most part, are very willing to do their work, but that is on the most part! There are tears, arguments over the work at hand and many squiggles and squirms. Each week I feel that I have made progress with them. But then there was yesterday, I was so overwhelmed with all the stuff to do, I just threw in the towel, so to speak, declared a no school day and got to the many tasks at hand.
I would love to be totally organized and to have a schedule, but why, I ask myself. My life has changed consistently in many ways over the past three years (I have lived in 5 different houses), all I can do is just keep the Postma boat afloat!
I wish that I had an extra day in my week, where time just stood still, like in those movies where everyone else is frozen and one or two people keep moving. Then at least I could work and get "caught up" without making a meal or dealing with a brotherly spat. Then after the one day stop action I would make life go again and sail more smoothing through it. Oh, a girl can at least dream can't she?!
I love my life! It has been a crazy ride. I told my husband when he married me that life would never be dull with me and I have kept my word :0). Where I'm at with the ages of my boys right now is wonderful and I wish I could just slow everything down and savor, savor savor!
My youngest son Jake has asked me the same type of question on two different occasions. He asked me what kind of job I would like to have. Really I'm doing the type of job I would like to have, and for that I am grateful and blessed. What would make the job so much sweeter is to "get to where ever we are going" (as my husband says) and settle down and put down roots.
One thing that has helped me through the loneliness of moving to a new area is Facebook. Yeah, I know I posted before that I got off of it and it wasn't for me. At the time I was hating watching other people be with thier friends and do stuff together.......I couldn't watch, it made me feel so lonely and like I was on the outside of life looking in. Now, I am really just enjoying reconnecting with some dear friends of my "girlhood" days, and keeping up with friends lives.
I'm just going to jump into the game of life while I live here, for however long I live here and when it is over, I will just pack my bags and move on. Moving to a new city is never easy. But then life is never easy for anyone any where. At least we have each other! Love to all my family and friends!
